I have a paper due tomorrow. 2 pages on Luther and works.
It ought to be a breeze, and I actually had a little outline in my head.
I sat down to write and whoosh, out it went into the vapor.
To be replaced with this pounding thought: You have nothing original, or interesting, to say on this topic whatsoever.
I just deleted everything I've written so far. It wasn't that much, and it wasn't that good.
Says me.
Sigh.
I don't suppose I could turn in a paper that just says, I decline to complete the assignment, on account that writing for a grade would be an example of works righteousness, and according to Luther, that would just be wrong.
Yeah, I didn't think so either.
UPDATE: Finished, with an hour to spare. Just enough to time print, eat, shower, and get to school. Not my preferred mode of working, but oh well. The important thing is, it's done!
